Lin Dapeng’s birthday is also the first anniversary of his death.
She was surprised to find that Mr. Hua didn't call her.
Lin Jiaqiao took out his mobile phone and searched the homepage of "Youxian Reading Newspaper".
On the homepage, the young handsome guys are still occupying the road to take photos, and fans are still controlling comments and cursing, and the platform officials have also sent them a notice to rectify the situation.
But Mr. Hua has already taken care of everything.
He issued a statement with precise wording and neither humble nor arrogant, without the shameless attitude of the previous marketing accounts that begged for criticism.
Does this mean that "Reading the Newspaper at Leisure" will continue to develop along the previous timeline and develop better
Lin Jiaqiao was a little happy.
Only then did she realize that Qin Guan's arm was across her body.
The two looked at each other in silence for a few seconds. Qin Guan immediately pulled down Lin Jiaqiao's hat, trying to block her view.
Lin Jiaqiao still saw him buttoning the diamond earring.
Seeing that he was discovered by Lin Jiaqiao, Qin Guan said innocently: "It was Lao Gu's, really, I was worried that you misunderstood, so-"
Lin Jiaqiao temporarily accepted this explanation.
She asked: "Qin Guan, do you still remember the scene when Dad got into trouble?"
"Can you tell me about it? I can't remember it clearly."
After hesitating for a moment, Qin Guan said, "During that time, everyone was very busy, and godfather worked overtime for several days in a row."
"It was his birthday that day, and Uncle Lu asked him to go home and rest. He came back and slept for a while. In the evening, the police station had something to do, so they asked him to go back. Then, he—"
That's how he got into trouble.
The same as Lin Jiaqiao’s memory.
Qin Guan said: "I'm sorry I wasn't with you at that time."
He was working in the company at the time, and when he arrived, Lin Dapeng was gone.
"It's okay. It's okay."
Lin Jiaqiao's mind was a mess.
She knew that if nothing unexpected happened, she would not have much time left. She habitually wanted to throw the question to Qin Guan, but she didn't know how to start.
After thinking for a while, she tried to say, "Remember, the year of the college entrance examination, we went to Yuzhang Academy to save Mingming."
Qin Guan nodded, "I remember, that was when I found out that Lao Gu had a sister."
This didn't happen in the original timeline.
Lin Jiaqiao asked again: "Are my master and Jingjing preparing for the Tokyo Olympics?"
Qin Guan replied: "You called him just after you got in the car, and he asked you to say hello to Lao Lin on his behalf."
Lin Jiaqiao frowned: "Is Cui Zijing's eyesight not very good?"
Qin Guan sighed, "Well, it's useless to have a cornea. Her eyes are already diseased."
Although he could not be a doctor, Qin Guan could not bear to see his patients suffer.
Lin Jiaqiao asked again: "Are you still in touch with Ying Zhiwan?"
Qin Guan replied: "We talked on the phone a few days ago, and he complained that Xiang Xiaoyuan didn't bring him back."
Lin Jiaqiao said: "Is his illness okay?"
Qin Guan said: "It's the same as before, no improvement."
The past changed, and Qin Guan's memory changed with it.
What about the rest
Lin Jiaqiao didn't know how to explain this matter, she wanted to tell Qin Guan about her experience.
She glanced at Qin Guan, wondering if he would believe her.
She rolled up Qin Guan's sleeves, and there was still a scar on his left forearm.
He really didn't take his words seriously.
Lin Jiaqiao became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, so he hit him hard.
Qin Guan felt very wronged, "I provoke you, you said the earrings belonged to Gu Yiming."
"Besides you, he's the only one who's ever sat in my co-pilot seat."
Lin Jiaqiao hit him again and asked, "What's the matter with this scar?"
Qin Guan put down his sleeves and said nonchalantly: "You know, my parents had a quarrel and accidentally hurt me."
Lin Jiaqiao rushed to the hospital after he was injured. She didn't know how he was injured.
She doesn't know if she will go back to 2011 this time.
But she always goes back to 2011.
She had a chance to save Qin Guan's arm.
Lin Jiaqiao asked: "How did you get your arm injured?"
Qin Guan smiled and didn't seem to want to talk about this topic. He pointed to the roadside and said, "We are here."
Lin Jiaqiao smoothed his greasy bangs and said, "Don't try to change the subject. Tell me about your injury—"
The car behind honked its horn impatiently again.
Qin Guan immediately said, "I'll go find a parking space, you can go up by yourself, okay?"
Lin Jiaqiao snorted coldly: "You changed the subject too obviously. Humph, man, you actually want to hide it from me-"
Qin Guan helped her unbuckle her seat belt and pushed her out of the car.
Lin Jiaqiao stubbornly held his hand and insisted on finishing the rest of the lines, "You thought I didn't notice that you just wanted to go see Lao Lin alone."
"What are you hiding from me?"
Qin Guan broke free from her hand: "I want to complain, I want to tell my godfather that you bullied me!"
The cemetery is gray, with light gray steps and dark gray tombstones, not a happy color.
There is a large patch of holly planted next to the steps, with snow piled on the leaves, like little white flowers in full bloom.
This was her fourth time walking this route.
Today is not a special day, there are not many people coming to the cemetery, and it is very quiet around.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me. It was Xiang Xiaoyuan. As always, she was wearing a black cashmere coat, her hair was neatly tied up, and her shoes were also black.
She hurried over and hugged her gently, "Sorry, I'm back just now."
Lin Jiaqiao also hugged her gently: "Long time no see."
Xiang Xiaoyuan was a little melancholy, "I didn't expect that we would be apart for four years."
Lin Jiaqiao asked: "How is Ying Zhiwan?"
Xiang Xiaoyuan replied: "The situation has been relatively stable recently. When he heard that I was returning to China, he kept clamoring to come back."
"But last year was really dangerous. I stayed in the ICU for half a year."
She looked a little sad. "Actually, I feel very guilty. I always feel that it is because I am too selfish that he has to suffer so much."
Lin Jiaqiao said: "Don't think like that."
"Remember, Ying Zhiwan didn't want to live a long time ago. But because of you, he lived four more years."
"Don't give up. Live one more day and earn one more day. Maybe you can find a suitable bone marrow tomorrow."
Xiang Xiaoyuan chuckled, "Lin Zhizhi, I was really worried about you."
"After your uncle left, you have been in a bad state. You look very gloomy and lifeless. I asked Qin Guan, and he said you haven't spoken to him for a long time."
"I thought at the time that if you didn't even pay attention to Qin Guan, there must be a big problem."
"I even called Fairy Gu. I couldn't understand what she said, but it seemed very serious—"
Lin Jiaqiao pointed at his sweatshirt and asked, "When you saw me just now, did you think you saw a homeless person?"
Just like the last time, she had a white stain on her black sweatshirt, probably a toothpaste mark. There were a few suspicious stains next to it, I don't know if it was coffee or cooking oil.
Xiang Xiaoyuan helped her brush off the fluff that had come out of her down jacket. She smiled businesslike, "What are you talking about? Why did I feel like you were a homeless person?"
Lin Jiaqiao: ...This hypocritical woman!
That's what you thought, and you said so!
She asked, "Speaking of which, do you remember the first time we met?"
Xiang Xiaoyuan was very happy that she changed the subject and immediately replied, "Of course I remember. You sent me to the dormitory and gave me a rubber band."
I pretended to be a little bird to Xiaoyuan and said pretentiously: "You were so manly then, which made me feel safe."
In the original timeline, they went to the dormitory together, but Lin Jiaqiao did not give Xiang Xiaoyuan the rubber band.
The past changed by Lin Jiaqiao has overwritten the original timeline and also changed the memories of the parties involved.
I asked Xiaoyuan: "Why are you suddenly asking me about my past? Do you suspect that I am someone else pretending to be me?"
Lin Jiaqiao shook his head, "No, I just feel a little emotional. Let's go up."
Xiang Xiaoyuan still held her arm tightly and refused to let go. "Actually, I had prepared a lot of words of comfort for you."
"It seems that you no longer need it now."
"I seem to be a very failed friend. Every time you need me, I am not there for you."
Lin Jiaqiao replied: "I have already received your comfort."
Xiang Xiaoyuan didn't believe it: "Really? When and where?"
Lin Jiaqiao said: "When you don't know."
Some memories are remembered by her alone, and that is enough.
She said: "Those are very warm words, thank you."
Xiang Xiaoyuan's life was very busy. She had to accompany Ying to the evening chemotherapy, deal with company matters, and chat with Lin Jiaqiao, so she didn't remember some things clearly.
She thought she had said something comforting unintentionally, so she stopped worrying about it.
She asked: "Can you give me Cui Zijing's contact information? I'm going to launch a new sportswear line soon, and I think she's a good fit as the spokesperson."
Lin Jiaqiao asked, "Because she is pretty and strong?"
Xiang Xiaoyuan raised his eyebrows and joked, "Oh, you are indeed the best media person Cui Baixing personally recognized. You know me very well."
Lin Jiaqiao recalled the interview where Cui Boxing praised him, and said modestly: "Not at all, he is a friend who knows me very well."
She remembered Cui Zijing saying in an interview that she was afraid of forgetting what her father looked like.
Although she had just seen Lin Dapeng yesterday, she had already lost her father for a year.
Xiang Xiaoyuan saw that she was in a low mood, so he took her arm and said, "Come on, take me to see uncle."
After paying tribute to Lin Dapeng, Xiang Xiaoyuan gave the remaining sunflowers to his neighbors and asked them to take care of Uncle Lin.
She left on purpose, leaving space for Lin Jiaqiao.
Lin Jiaqiao stood in front of the tombstone and sighed deeply.
Lao Lin, you are so stubborn. I have reminded you three times, but you just won’t listen.
She thought she couldn't cry anymore, but unexpectedly, a gust of cold wind blew and she still shed tears.
How can I save you
She was just daydreaming when a gray spot appeared in her peripheral vision.
Ms. Qiao is here.
Before she could say anything, Ms. Qiao had already stuffed the handkerchief into her hand: "Don't cry until we get back. It's windy here, and you'll start to cry about your face aching when we get back, which will disturb everyone."
Lin Jiaqiao immediately thought of the notebook and asked, "Can you give me one of my dad's things? I want to keep it as a keepsake."
Ms. Qiao was surprised. "What a coincidence! I just happen to have something for you."
She took out the notebook from her bag and said, "It's your father's notebook. You can keep it."